Spring into the Imagery
I love the spring mornings, when the warm breeze kisses me as the stars are going to sleep I get lost in the many melodies that the birds sing I laugh at the way that the sun has to shine so brightly because it loves to be the center of attention And I quench the thirst of my soul by locking my eyes on blue ocean above my head I sprint like an Olympian when the bugs invade my space My heart becomes whole when the children's laughter fills the street
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world